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Author: Prybar
Added: Jul 13 2009Views / Reads: 3539 / 2703 [76%]Story vote: 9.00 (15 votes)
Tina needed a job, and the frat needed dancers
 


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The couch stank. No nice way around that. It stank. It stank of beer, smoke, mold, pizza, and probably old cum. The air in the room was a crimson haze, with cigarette smoke and dope smoke and the red tones from the sunset that slipped into the room. The sound system was still pumping out music out by the small stage next to the pool, and the bass beat thumped inside her chest. The bodies of men moved around the room, dreamlike and anonymous. The rum and dope had done their job, and she was clearly not thinking clearly. And she knew that. She felt fine, but she no longer wanted to walk about in the party, and she sure wasn't in any mood for dancing.

The damp skin of her back stuck to the coarse fabric of the couch. Tina was lying on her back on the couch, one foot on the floor and the other on the seat, with her knee in the air. That slip of fabric that passed for a Catholic girls school uniform plaid pleated skirt wasn't covering much. She was certain that any guy passing the couch would have to be blind not to check out her pussy, but since all these guys had already seen it, it hardly mattered. Beyond that skirt, she wore nothing at all. Her bare breasts pointed toward the second floor. And that was fine. Hell, it was stimulating as hell. She couldn't remember ever being this aroused. Guy after guy walked by, stopped to enjoy the view, and then moved on.

Finally one man stopped beside her, starred at her nearly naked body for a bit, and then sat down on the seat, beside her head. Her eyes had ...

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